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Chapter 4 4. The girl picked up her phone among the puppets

When Yan Huan came out of the office, he didn't see Miao Jiang anymore and didn't know where she had gone.

Ye Lan was still talking with Principal Hermes in the office, and the topic was about the so-called sister coming here to study.

Yan Huan stood at the door and asked for leave from the place where she worked that night, but the only response she received was a cold "It will be considered as absenteeism, and 200 yuan will be deducted."

A few minutes later, another message came:
"I just remembered that you've never asked for leave before. Forget it this time, and don't do it again."

Yan Huan smiled helplessly and sent a "thank you" emoticon. Ye Lan just walked out. Yan Huan locked the phone and looked up.

"Let's go. Which way should Xiao Huan go? Your school is too complicated. I'm a little confused."

"This way, Aunt Ye."

Walking downstairs, there were no other students in the extremely quiet Yuanyue campus. The weekend tempted them to escape on the school bus, so the whole campus was as quiet as if there were only Yan Huan and Ye Lan.

They chatted and soon arrived at the school gate.

On the asphalt road between the maple trees at the school gate, a low-key black Longguo tram had been waiting there for a long time. Standing at the gate was a Longguo woman in a black suit.
"Mr. Ye."

"Just go home."

"Ok."

After Ye Lan pushed Yan Huan into the car and sat down, the car started quietly.

Yan Huan looked around the spacious interior of the car with curiosity, while Ye Lan bent down again and pulled out a refrigerator from under the rear air outlet of the vehicle.

Yan Huan took a quick look and saw that the container was filled with yellow cans of banana milk.

Ye Lan smiled and took out a can and handed it to Yan Huan along with the straw, like a squirrel sharing nuts from its hole.
"Xiao Huan, let me give you this to drink."

"Thank you auntie."

"Be good, don't say thank you to Auntie"

Then, as if she couldn't wait, she picked up another can of banana milk, inserted the straw, and started sucking while holding the can with both hands.

"Um"

Ye Lan hummed with satisfaction, apparently because the banana milk tasted delicious.

Seeing this, Yan Huan tentatively opened the can and tasted it. He found that it was sweetened milk with less sugar. It was not very sweet, but had a strong banana flavor.

Drinking banana milk, Ye Lan started talking.

"By the way, speaking of your sister, when I was in Longguo, I was busy every day and couldn't spend much time with her. She was always taken care of by the nanny at home. I don't know if it was because of this that your sister became very dull, didn't like to communicate with others, and didn't have any friends of the same age.
"Even more so now, I've brought her to such a faraway foreign country. Although there are many Dragon people in Linmen and Yuanyue Academy, it's not where she grew up after all. I'm a little worried about whether she can adapt."

Yan Huan drank milk and looked at her: "What about uncle? Is uncle busy too?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lan did not respond, but instead showed a polite yet helpless smile, as if Yan Huan mentioned something at the intersection of the two concepts of embarrassment and disgust.

Yan Huan understood immediately and apologized immediately.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Ye."

"No, it's just that when your sister was very young, her father and I separated and stopped communicating with each other."

When Ye Lan talked about this, she didn't even drink the milk. She just mentioned it briefly, then she put the straw in her mouth again and changed the subject.
"Xiao Huan seems to have a lot of friends in school. I heard from the principal that he can just ask any classmate to call you. They all have your contact information."

This is true. Even if Yan Huan doesn't have any friends, Yan Huan has basically joined all the big groups in the academy, so he can definitely get in touch with her. The reason is simple.
"Maybe it's because I'm the student council president, which is a hassle, if not for applying to college."

"Who said that? It's simply because you're very popular, Xiao Huan."

Ye Lan held her cheek, smiled and looked into Yan Huan's eyes, thinking,
"I don't ask my sister to be as popular as Xiao Huan. I just hope she can interact with others normally instead of staying in her room playing with those dolls every day."

"A doll?"

"Ah, Barbie dolls, figurines, and the like? I don't really understand, but your sister likes these very much. Isn't it strange?"

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Yan Huan usually doesn't make comments out of personal preference. This is a good habit he learned from Vice President Sakuramiya.

"In short, seeing is believing. Xiao Huan will know when she sees your sister later. I hope Xiao Huan can be more tolerant of your sister for your aunt's sake. She hasn't made friends with people her own age for a long time. If there is anything she does wrong, I apologize to you in advance on her behalf~"

"How could this be, Auntie? This is too much for me."

Yan Huan smiled politely, and even though he was talking and drinking at the same time, the banana milk in his can was quickly empty, causing Ye Lan, who had only drunk less than one-fifth of it, to blink curiously.

In the car, Ye Lan chatted with Yan Huan about some random things. Yan Huan also added her plane contact information, and her profile picture was still a can of banana milk.

Ye Lan's home is not too far from the school, and it only takes half an hour to get there by car if there is no traffic.

After all, they were all in a place like Jinghe District where land prices were extremely expensive. By the time Ye Lan arrived at the station, her small stomach could barely finish the glass of banana milk.

The tram drove into an unknown residential area. Through the gray-black privacy film outside the window, Yan Huan saw many single-family houses with gardens that were arranged in a not-so-tidy manner outside.

Finally, the tram stopped in front of a well-located Western-style house at the end of the road.

It is quiet here and not far from the supporting facilities in the community. It is more popular than those detached houses located in remote corners when we came in just now.

"We're here. Get off the car, Xiao Huan. Aunt Chen has already prepared dinner. It's all Dragon Country specialties."

The car stopped outside the mansion. The woman in the passenger seat got out of the car, talked to Ye Lan in a low voice for a few words, then got back into the car and quickly disappeared from Yan Huan's sight.

Ye Lan gently held Yan Huan's wrist and enthusiastically led him into the mansion.

Yan Huan felt that the mansion was very spacious, probably because part of the second and third floors were hollowed out, making the ceiling of the living room very high, so there was naturally not the restrained feeling of an ordinary bungalow.

At the same time, the lighting was bright, which was in line with the indoor habits of Oriental people. For a moment, Yan Huan thought he had entered a palace.

"Aunt Chen, we are back."

"Hey, Miss, is there a traffic jam on the road? It's a little later than the time Shiyu told me. Shiyu, your mother is back!"

The sound came from the side of the first floor, which seemed to be the kitchen.

While Ye Lan was helping Yan Huan change her shoes, the person wearing the apron came out. She was a middle-aged woman with curly hair wearing an apron and a kind smile on her face.

"Aunt Chen, this is Xiao Huan whom I mentioned before. This is Aunt Chen. She just followed me from Longguo to Linmen. Your parents also know Aunt Chen. Don't be shy. We are all acquaintances."

"Hello, Aunt Chen."

"Oh, time flies so fast. The next generation of children have grown up so big and are still so handsome. That's great, that's great."

Ye Lan supported Yan Huan's back and was about to call his daughter out to say hello, but Yan Huan's nose caught a faint fragrance first, which seemed to be the scent of some flower.

Following the scent, Yan Huan raised her eyes and saw a girl in a black chiffon dress in the middle of the spiral staircase connecting the living room to the second floor.

Under the hem of her skirt, a pair of slightly thicker black socks outlined the shape of her calves, wrapping her feet and hiding them in dark gray slippers. It was unknown when she had been standing there.

She had long black hair that reached her waist, without any hair accessories or makeup. Her skin was as white as snow, forming a sharp contrast with the dark-colored clothes she was wearing.

Different from Ye Lan's soft willow-leaf eyes, Ye Shiyu's eyes were slightly longer and thinner. Under her long eyelashes, her beautiful face showed no emotion except for a hint of coldness in her deep black eyes.

She was very tall, actually slightly shorter than Yan Huan who was 184cm tall. She had a well-proportioned and healthy body. Her tight, but not too slender, white arms were exposed under the milky white chiffon cuffs.

And in her hand, for some reason, she was holding a long pair of scissors, which seemed to be the tool she was using just now.

Yan Huan blinked and looked at the girl, neither of them looked away.

After a slight pause, when Ye Lan was about to call her, Yan Huan's face accurately changed into a sunny and polite smile. He took the lead in greeting,

"elder sister."

When she heard Yan Huan's address, her lowered eyes trembled slightly, like a huge bell being struck.

Ye Lan turned around and found that her daughter was already standing on the stairs.
"Ah, Shiyu, come on, you came out without even saying hello. Let me introduce you, this is the child of mom's old good friend, Yan Huan, one year younger than you, he's your brother. Xiao Huan, this is Shiyu, you can call her Sister Shiyu or Sister."

Ye Shiyu kept looking at Yan Huan who was standing next to Ye Lan, motionless and silent.

It was not until Ye Lan pouted her lips to urge her to be more polite that she greeted Yan Huan like a slow machine.

"Hello, I'm Ye Shiyu."

Just as Ye Lan had laid out before, Ye Shiyu's personality seemed very strange, which made Yan Huan feel more and more uneasy.

Ye Lan was somewhat dissatisfied with Ye Shiyu's reaction, but she knew her daughter very well and knew that this was what she would say.

Aunt Chen quickly took over the conversation, wiped the water off her hands with her apron, and said,

"Since Xiao Huan is here, shall we eat now? The dishes are ready. I prepared Dragon Country dishes especially for Xiao Huan. I don't know if they suit his taste. Aunt Chen doesn't know much about Linmen, so I don't know what you like to eat."

"I can eat anything, Aunt Chen."

"That's great. Wait a moment. Miss, you and Xiao Huan take a seat first. I'll bring the dishes."

Ye Lan smiled and nodded, then turned to Ye Shiyu and said,
"Shiyu, put your things back in the room and come down to eat."

Ye Shiyu just stared at the boy with the sunny smile. After hearing her mother's words, she nodded slowly, turned around and went upstairs again with the scissors in hand.

The sound of Ye Lan and Yan Huan talking intermittently could be heard from below. Ye Shiyu walked up the stairs to the third floor with an expressionless face and stopped in front of the door of the second bedroom at the end, not far from the master bedroom.

When I opened the door, I found that the originally spacious room seemed a little crowded because there were too many things in it.

However, in the glass cabinets against the wall of the room, there were various female dolls wearing exquisite costumes, movable soldiers with realistic appearances, movable figures in a two-dimensional style, not to mention an unknown number of other puppets, pottery dolls and clay dolls.

There was even a life-size doll wearing a gorgeous Gothic dress sitting on a wooden chair next to the bed.

The exquisitely crafted clothes on these dolls are of different shapes, but the only thing they have in common is that the names are written in tiny words by the makers, either on the inside of the corners of the clothes or on the hidden collars.

"Ye Shiyu"

Ye Shiyu placed the scissors in her hand next to the sewing box with an expressionless face. On the table was a piece of high-end fabric that had not yet been sewn. On the handle of the scissors, there was also Juanxiu's name written on it.
"Ye Shiyu"

She picked up the phone on the table, slid it to unlock it, and revealed the chat software that was not closed before the lock screen. It was showing a chat window with Ye Lan, and the note was "Mom".
"Baby, mom will bring Yan Huan, whom I mentioned earlier, home for dinner later. Ask Aunt Chen to prepare it well."

"Okay, I've said it."

"His mother used to be my best friend. When we were little, I often showed you pictures of his mother. Do you remember?"

"Ah."

"He has lived alone in Linmen for so many years and it's been very hard. Mom wants him to live with us, in the guest room downstairs. What do you think?"

Ye Shiyu did not reply, but Ye Lan sent several messages in a row.

"He is only one year younger than you. You should have a common language. Besides, you go to the same school and can go to and from school together."

"This way, I can have someone to keep me company, and I don't have to stay with the doll every day like I do in China."

"Another brother sounds good, don't you think, babe?"

"Mom wants to hear your opinion."

Until now when Ye Shiyu turned on her phone, there was no other reply.

Ye Shiyu closed the chat software, revealing a desktop background picture of a puppet wearing gorgeous clothes.

And above that background, every mobile phone application is neatly planned and placed in various finely classified folders. For Ye Shiyu, using the mobile phone in this way seems to be more handy.

However, outside of all the carefully classified folders, there was only a strange APP with a purple heart icon standing alone.

The APP didn’t have any name and floated on the phone’s desktop like a bug.

Ye Shiyu just stared at the app, as if in a daze, until Ye Lan's voice came from outside the door again.
"Shiyu, come out for dinner! Are you not ready yet?"

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After a moment of silence, Ye Shiyu seemed to have made a decision in her heart. She then pressed the lock screen button, put her phone in her pocket, turned around and walked out of the room.
"Coming, Mom."

(End of this chapter)